Debt and destruction all around
A voice of reason not found
Another jilted lover joins the fray
Wanting to end the world on a weekday
An attention seeking time traveler
Rejects his powers as paranoia
Dreams and poets stifled away
As guttural sounds begin to play
A bomb maker, head held proud
Smiles as he sees the crowd
As I turn to my stone to pray
It foretells, the future’s today.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.09 seconds at 1:36pm on Nov 26, 2024 via server WEBX2.